About 666 on the Sunset Strip
From mobsters to Manson, Hollywood has always been a little hellish.
Tommy Dougan is a Vietnam vet turned reporter for an underground L.A. paper nobody reads. When a teenager turns up dead in an alley on the Sunset Strip, her eardrum burned away by acid and the words MUSIC KILLS spray-painted above her body, Tommy can’t look the other way.
Because he’s seen what sound can do.
In Vietnam, Tommy was part of an operation built around it—signals, frequencies, something buried in the noise. It went wrong. Everyone died. Tommy walked away.
Now, on the Strip, it’s happening again.
The trail leads to Club 666, an occult-themed nightclub about to open on ground already soaked in blood. The decor is theatrical. The band is haunting. And beneath the music, something else is bleeding through—something that doesn’t belong on any record.
The closer Tommy gets to the truth, the harder it becomes to turn away—as if the Strip itself is steering him toward opening night.
Because whatever is listening doesn’t just want to be heard.
It wants out.
And Tommy may be the only one who knows how to stop it.
666 on the Sunset Strip
Evil has a new address
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Author Bio:
C Lillie Boris is the alter ego of entertainment reporter and pop culture writer Cynthia Boris. In this persona, she publishes fiction combining her love of Hollywood and 1970s soft horror (you know — Dark Shadows, Kolchak the Night Stalker, TV movies like Satan's School for Girls and When Micheal Calls). Take a trip back to a time before every answer could be found in your mobile device and you could buy a love spell at Spencer's Gifts. It's groovy spooky time.